Recently, there was a discussion on time moving faster as we get older. In actuality, we don't really know if time is moving faster because we're getting older or simply that time is moving faster. The Bible says that - Mark 13:20 And except that the Lord had shortened those days,...he
hath shortened the days.If the Bible is not your thing, there are scientists who theorize that the rotation of earth and the other planets in the galaxy have sped up and that the Sun is getting hotter, both altering the experience we call time.
There is one thing we all know though and that is 'time IS moving on'. The discussion ended up having me think about my own life, how I use my time, and where I'm going. I cannot really say where I'm going. I can plan a path but I've found that the journey I call life has rarely followed the path I set out on. And that's a good thing. It is the twists and turns on my journey that have really added spice and beauty to my life. I could not have imagined the beautiful things I've been able to experience; my mind is too simple for that.
Those that know me on a personal level know that I have difficulties at time relating to other people. It is work - hard work. They see my frustrations and struggles and I wonder, at times, if they think that I don't see the beauty of this life and the time I spend in it through those frustrations. Oh but I do! Life is fascinating, truly fascinating and the concept of time marching on never seizes to amaze and inspire me to use every minute offered.
Whatever time I have left, I want to spend it experiencing the
surprises that I hope I will continue to be blessed with. I hate the challenges and
mountains at times but damn the view is beautiful whenever a peak is
reached and I forget how arduous the climb was as I made those portions
of my journey.
Sunday, July 24, 2016
Saturday, March 19, 2016
Chaos of Spring
Wednesday welcomed 78 degrees a day in my yard turning soil for this years garden and beautiful sunshine that was so welcomed after the winter weather of February.
Imagine then, waking up to sleet three days later. At first I was disappointed with the change but then I thought about the beauty of the quickly changing weather during the days of spring. It's when we still have one foot in winter and another walking toward summer and what an exciting change that is. We all know though, that come summer we will be sweating from the heat and wishing the temperature were a bit cooler. But if you really think about it, what season would we really appreciate if we didn't have the others to give us that appreciation?
So as I looked out the window and the sleet turned to snow, a red cardinal landed on the hedge that surrounds my patio and can be viewed by the back window. It is this window I look out every morning while the dog makes her first outdoor visit. The contrast of the red in the cardinal and the snow landing around him is just as beautiful as that one foot in winter and the other heading to summer.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
Imagine then, waking up to sleet three days later. At first I was disappointed with the change but then I thought about the beauty of the quickly changing weather during the days of spring. It's when we still have one foot in winter and another walking toward summer and what an exciting change that is. We all know though, that come summer we will be sweating from the heat and wishing the temperature were a bit cooler. But if you really think about it, what season would we really appreciate if we didn't have the others to give us that appreciation?
So as I looked out the window and the sleet turned to snow, a red cardinal landed on the hedge that surrounds my patio and can be viewed by the back window. It is this window I look out every morning while the dog makes her first outdoor visit. The contrast of the red in the cardinal and the snow landing around him is just as beautiful as that one foot in winter and the other heading to summer.
Ecclesiastes 3:1
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
Bat Wings
Bat Wings -
That's what I was thinking as I was in the bathroom yesterday after my shower. Most of us don't spend a lot of time thinking about bat wings unless we are avid vampire and bat fan.
However, as always I think of these things at times when looking at my body. As I was in the bathroom though, I lifted my arms to place deodorant on the 'pits' and saw these flesh colored bat wings underneath each of my arms. Usually, I would recoil at the view in the mirror and promptly attempt to remove the vision from those tender eyes of mine. This time, I looked at them. Really looked at them. They were strangely fascinating. I mean flabby, a few cottage cheese dents, and elongated gravitational pull of skin toward ground.
My first emotion was disgust, I mean c'mon there are bat wings underneath my arms! Then I had to remind myself that those wings were of my own doing. And by the way, why don't we call them angel wings wouldn't that actually be a more positive look at the wings I created? Anyhow the second thing I had to remind myself of was the fact that the wings us women so readily want to gag at have no value to the men we meet. In fact, at one point a man said to me "frankly I never notice them until a woman brings them up." Hmmmm, very interesting indeed.
So why do we care? Why are we so vain as to worry about something of which a) we don't change when able and b) has nothing to do with the person I or you can choose to be each day when we wake up. So why choose to start our days with a negative tape that begins our day in the red? Other than the hope that clothing companies will increase the arm size for my bat wings, I think I would rather start the day with some positive thoughts so my bat wings have now been transformed into angel wings.
Song of Solomon 4:7
You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.
1 Peter 3:3-4
Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious.
Well my angel friends - may your wings lift you to bright heights today.
That's what I was thinking as I was in the bathroom yesterday after my shower. Most of us don't spend a lot of time thinking about bat wings unless we are avid vampire and bat fan.
However, as always I think of these things at times when looking at my body. As I was in the bathroom though, I lifted my arms to place deodorant on the 'pits' and saw these flesh colored bat wings underneath each of my arms. Usually, I would recoil at the view in the mirror and promptly attempt to remove the vision from those tender eyes of mine. This time, I looked at them. Really looked at them. They were strangely fascinating. I mean flabby, a few cottage cheese dents, and elongated gravitational pull of skin toward ground.
My first emotion was disgust, I mean c'mon there are bat wings underneath my arms! Then I had to remind myself that those wings were of my own doing. And by the way, why don't we call them angel wings wouldn't that actually be a more positive look at the wings I created? Anyhow the second thing I had to remind myself of was the fact that the wings us women so readily want to gag at have no value to the men we meet. In fact, at one point a man said to me "frankly I never notice them until a woman brings them up." Hmmmm, very interesting indeed.
So why do we care? Why are we so vain as to worry about something of which a) we don't change when able and b) has nothing to do with the person I or you can choose to be each day when we wake up. So why choose to start our days with a negative tape that begins our day in the red? Other than the hope that clothing companies will increase the arm size for my bat wings, I think I would rather start the day with some positive thoughts so my bat wings have now been transformed into angel wings.
Song of Solomon 4:7
You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.
1 Peter 3:3-4
Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious.
Well my angel friends - may your wings lift you to bright heights today.
Friday, July 13, 2012
Sometimes it's just dark
Haven't written on the page for a while. It just seemed so much easier than writing down something dark and dreary. Once you do that people ask questions you don't want to answer and even if you did want to answer the faces of boredom, worry, or eagerness for more would be the next thing you have to deal with.
Just keep in mind when you don't hear from friends, they need prayer, if they're at a loss for words, pray more, and when you'd like to slap them silly and them they to shape up just keep on praying.
Just keep in mind when you don't hear from friends, they need prayer, if they're at a loss for words, pray more, and when you'd like to slap them silly and them they to shape up just keep on praying.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
A morning storm
I woke up this morning to Maggie barking and crying. Usually I tell her to be
quiet and she calms down but today she didn't. In no uncertain terms she wanted attentions and she didn't
care if it was 5.15 am. As I came more fully awake I heard the storm we were
having outside. Lightning kept brightening the sky, and as I looked out the
window I could see rain slashing almost sideways from the gusts of wind. I
went to bed with such a beautiful evening that it was a bit of a surprise.
Maggie was having none of it, she was not staying in her kennel one more minute
and no matter how hard I tried I could not ignore that pitiful cry. Of course my
mind was thinking before it fully wakes (I really wonder if it's not plotting
against me while I sleep to keep itself full during the day).
So what did I wake up to? I woke up to the parable of Jesus and the Storm. The first thing I thought was of Peter waking Jesus during the sea storm. The parable tells us that Peter knew if Jesus woke up they would all be safe. They were fishermen so they weren't just being overly worried but...Yes! He had that faith... Jesus wakes up and says he had too little faith. See Peter knew that Jesus would calm the storm but he didn't have enough faith not to fear that same storm.
I am so like this!!! In my heart of hearts there is no question that Jesus can calm whatever storms come into my life. Doesn't seem to matter though because I still fear the storm until He does. Today I want a deeper faith - I want the faith that says 'I don't care about the storm'; no matter how strong the winds or how pelting the rain I know my God can calm it and will calm it.
May you find that extra bit of faith that gives you a sincere inner peace KNOWING God will calm that storm.
Mark 4:35 -41
35 As evening came, Jesus said to his disciples, “Let’s cross to the other side of the lake.” 36 So they took Jesus in the boat and started out, leaving the crowds behind (although other boats followed). 37 But soon a fierce storm came up. High waves were breaking into the boat, and it began to fill with water.
38 Jesus was sleeping at the back of the boat with his head on a cushion. The disciples woke him up, shouting, “Teacher, don’t you care that we’re going to drown?”
39 When Jesus woke up, he rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Silence! Be still!” Suddenly the wind stopped, and there was a great calm. 40 Then he asked them, “Why are you afraid? Do you still have no faith?”
41 The disciples were absolutely terrified. “Who is this man?” they asked each other. “Even the wind and waves obey him!”
So what did I wake up to? I woke up to the parable of Jesus and the Storm. The first thing I thought was of Peter waking Jesus during the sea storm. The parable tells us that Peter knew if Jesus woke up they would all be safe. They were fishermen so they weren't just being overly worried but...Yes! He had that faith... Jesus wakes up and says he had too little faith. See Peter knew that Jesus would calm the storm but he didn't have enough faith not to fear that same storm.
I am so like this!!! In my heart of hearts there is no question that Jesus can calm whatever storms come into my life. Doesn't seem to matter though because I still fear the storm until He does. Today I want a deeper faith - I want the faith that says 'I don't care about the storm'; no matter how strong the winds or how pelting the rain I know my God can calm it and will calm it.
May you find that extra bit of faith that gives you a sincere inner peace KNOWING God will calm that storm.
Mark 4:35 -41
35 As evening came, Jesus said to his disciples, “Let’s cross to the other side of the lake.” 36 So they took Jesus in the boat and started out, leaving the crowds behind (although other boats followed). 37 But soon a fierce storm came up. High waves were breaking into the boat, and it began to fill with water.
38 Jesus was sleeping at the back of the boat with his head on a cushion. The disciples woke him up, shouting, “Teacher, don’t you care that we’re going to drown?”
39 When Jesus woke up, he rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Silence! Be still!” Suddenly the wind stopped, and there was a great calm. 40 Then he asked them, “Why are you afraid? Do you still have no faith?”
41 The disciples were absolutely terrified. “Who is this man?” they asked each other. “Even the wind and waves obey him!”
Monday, May 28, 2012
Wait Patiently
This morning as with most mornings, I woke up in time to see the sunrise. In the last few years I've really come to appreciate the awe that is a sunrise. The intracies of creation that allows the whole world to flow in harmony. As it peaked the horizon I watched and waited. I didn't wait in anxiousness or fret about whether or not the sun was going to peak as I had confidence that it would.
It dawned on me that this is how I should be with the Lord as well. I know He is there and that He will answer my prayers and petitions. The difference is during the waiting for the Lord unlike the sunrise, I tend to fret, be anxious, worry, wring my hands thinking when when when. It dawned on me this morning though that the same God who gave me that sunrise this morning will also answer my prayers. I didn't worry about when the sun rose or try to speed it along I just enjoyed watching it rise. Shouldn't I be doing this with the Lord also when I bring Him my prayers? So as I go through the day today I'm going to enjoy the day knowing that God is going to answer my prayers as certainly as He has the sun rise each day.
Those around me can rush, fret, or try to push their will on me, but my God is bigger than any of their anxiousness or malicious intentions - yes I will wait patiently on the Lord.
Psalm 37:7
Be still in the presence of the LORD, and wait patiently for him to act. Don’t worry about evil people who prosper or fret about their wicked schemes.
It dawned on me that this is how I should be with the Lord as well. I know He is there and that He will answer my prayers and petitions. The difference is during the waiting for the Lord unlike the sunrise, I tend to fret, be anxious, worry, wring my hands thinking when when when. It dawned on me this morning though that the same God who gave me that sunrise this morning will also answer my prayers. I didn't worry about when the sun rose or try to speed it along I just enjoyed watching it rise. Shouldn't I be doing this with the Lord also when I bring Him my prayers? So as I go through the day today I'm going to enjoy the day knowing that God is going to answer my prayers as certainly as He has the sun rise each day.
Those around me can rush, fret, or try to push their will on me, but my God is bigger than any of their anxiousness or malicious intentions - yes I will wait patiently on the Lord.
Psalm 37:7
Be still in the presence of the LORD, and wait patiently for him to act. Don’t worry about evil people who prosper or fret about their wicked schemes.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
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